| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker burn
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| Don’t ask us where we got it we made it ourselves
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| Directions are online but you better be stealth
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| We drove out to the boonies
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| No one in sight
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| We found an old barn in the dead of the night
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| I opened the trunk I can smell the gasoline
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| Gripped it in my hands yeah this bad boy is mean
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| Aimed it at the barn lift the tip and pull the switch
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| The flame shot all over it and burned down that bitch
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| The dark of the night was suddenly bright light
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| I felt the heat blast on my face my skin felt tight
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| We quickly put it back in the trunk and then jet-ed
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| This motherfucker worked perfectly
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| Now we headed down south
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| To see what kinda shit we can pull
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| If we get pulled over shit they gotta go
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| Don’t want nothing stopping us from completing our tour
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| With one instrument the motherfucking flamethrower
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker burn
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| It was a long drive I could have fell asleep at the wheel
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| But I’m rolling on adrenaline this shit is for real
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| We did our research well and we picked out our spots
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| We know who were cooking when we spit out the hots
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| The first is a racist biker gang called «The Rebels»
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| They bout to have funerals but no need for shovels
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| Cause we gonna cremate these fools bones to ashes
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| Rolled in the club house of flash the gases
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| Then we walk backward and jumped in our ride
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| As black smoke pillowed into the sky
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| Many of them ran out still engulfed in flames
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| We peeled off bumping that reindeer games
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| We hit the freeway I was still in a trance
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| That was someones foot I almost pissed my pants
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| Don’t want nothing stopping us from completing our tour
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| With one instrument the motherfucking flamethrower
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker burn
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| We headed through South Carolina a triple K rally
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| I didn’t think they had these anymore but sadly they do
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| So we might as well cook the last of em'
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| The town hall bout to turn into an oven
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| We walked in the back door into the main room
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| Seen all the white hoods and kaboom
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| We quickly saw that they uniforms are flammable
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| Torched every one of them then we had to go
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| We was out with the quickness straight to West Virginia
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| Awaits the judge and the police for us yeah we getting ya
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| Two and a half days now without sleep
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| We pulled into town slowly on the creep
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| We parked the car and started walking in we heard freeze
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| We were spotted by the cops I flipped the switch and squeezed
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| As we got shot we burned them alive
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| Our mission was completed though we didn’t survive
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| Gasoline (they shoulda got)
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker
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| We don’t need no water, we don’t need no water
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| Let the motherfucker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Flamethrower , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album The Marvelous Missing Link (Lost), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп